HANNAH MONTANA: Am I Doing It Right?
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Hannah Montana and its characters and places. It is owned exclusively by the Disney Channel. Symptoms of You is a song by Lindsay Lohan.
"Hey, Miley," Oliver said as he entered my house. "What's up, Mr. Stewart?" He shot my dad a salute, and my dad tapped his cowboy hat lightly.
"Hi, Oliver." I looked up from my organizer, packed with my ever-busy schedule as Hannah Montana. Let's keep that between us, shall we? "What're you doing here?"
"Well, I have to ask you something," Oliver told me. He looked at Dad. "In private."
Dad nodded, and he left in an instant. Oliver sat down on the couch beside me. "Miley?"
"Yeah?"
"Am I a good kisser?"
I nearly jumped when Oliver asked his question. "How should I know? I haven't kissed you."
"Well, in that case..." Oliver leaned in and kissed me. I didn't do anything. I didn't stop him, or kiss him back, or whatever. He pulled away. "Am I doing it right?"
Instead of giving him a decent answer, I said, "Why did you do that?"
Oliver's cheeks turned red. "Uh..."
I examined him. Only then did I realize that Oliver was cute. No, Miley! I told myself. You can't be thinking that about Oliver! He's your best friend! Part of me stopped me from starting to like Oliver, but the stronger part wanted me to crush on him.
"Miley? Are you there?" Oliver asked, waving his hand in my face.
I took his hand. "I'll take a walk on the beach. Wanna come?"
"Sure." Oliver helped me up from the couch.
"Dad!" I yelled. "I'm going to the beach! I'll be back by dinnertime!"
"Got it!" my dad yelled back.
ooHMoo
Minutes later, Oliver and I were sitting on a blanket in front of the beach.
"I wish Lilly were here," I said. "It's no fun without her."
Oliver smirked. "Are you saying that being around me is boring?"
"No, not really. I didn't mean it that way." I remembered thinking that Oliver was cute. "It's just...awkward being with you, alone."
He held my hand. Then he turned on the radio. I heard Lindsay Lohan's voice then.
There's a good kind of pain
An insane kind of sane
When I'm around you
When I'm around you
"Miley?" Oliver said, still holding my hand.
I tightened my grip. "Yeah?"
"You still haven't answered my question."
There's a chill in the heat
Feel the sky at my feet
'Cause I adore you
I can't ignore you, yeah
"I forgot," I told him. "Could you...kiss me again?"
He touched my face. Then he leaned closer. I met him halfway, and soon, our lips touched.
I'm not ill
I don't need to take a pill
To fix what you do
Cure can come through
'Cause baby all I do is suffer from
Symptoms of you
The kiss seemed to last forever. But it had to stop. I pulled away, and bit my lip.
"So...am I doing it right?" Oliver asked, not meeting my gaze.
"Why do you need to know, anyway?"
There's a left kind of right
There's a blind kind of sight
Looking at you
Looking at you
"Because..." Oliver started. "Because I want to make sure that everytime I kiss you, it'll be a kiss you'll never forget."
"And why is that?"
"Because, Miley, I like you. I really, really like you."
"Well, Oliver," I said, holding his hand once again. "Did I tell you that I like you back?"
There's no light in the moon
And it's winter in June
When I'm without you
When I'm without you, yeah
"No," Oliver said. He kissed me again, for the third time.
"The answer is yes." I looked down at my toes.
"What?" Oliver looked confused.
"Yes, you're doing it right. Now give me a chance to give you a kiss you'll never forget." I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. His arms were around my waist casually.
I'm not ill
I don't need to take a pill
To fix what you do
Cure can come through
'Cause baby all I do is suffer from
Symptoms of you
He took me in his arms, and suddenly they felt like home. He stroke my hair gently, and whispered, "I love you," in my ear.
"I love you, too," I replied.
And it trips me off my feet
I think I'm fallin' in too deep
Do you feel it too
We just sat on the blanket and watched the sunset.
"What time is it?" I asked.
Oliver looked at his watch. "Five-thirty."
I sighed. "My dad can wait for a few more minutes. Let me stay in your arms, where I really belong."
I'm not ill
I don't need to take a pill
To fix what you do
Cure can come through
'Cause baby all I do is suffer from
Symptoms of you
We stayed for a few more minutes, then Oliver walked me home.
"So...bye?" he said.
"See you tomorrow."
"Uh, hey Miley?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you mind being my girlfriend?"
I smiled. "No, not at all."
We kissed for the fifth time that day. And it couldn't have gotten any better.
I'm not ill
I don't need to take a pill
To fix what you do
Cure can come through
'Cause baby all I do is suffer from
Symptoms of you
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